Rum

Imagine a white rose

In zion that closed

Dont staring at the moon

Because you can change nothing

Soon after your bitch

Everything turned to back

And you lost your wings

Your white skin green eyes

Every parts of your body

Feels nothing at all

Looses control

Dont touch the gold

It makes you dirty, dirty.

Time made me a bum

I know think I am a dumb

Smoking cig and drink a glass of rum

It's better than going numb

In front of white wall

In the hospital

I pointed a Pistol

To view of digital

Clock was burning

Plot was turning

But I was just watching it

It's time to fall

You better hold my arm

Dont be afraid ofbecause

I was scared too

It circle around you again

Zion is closed and

Lion sold that i loved

I'll take you

Into the photograph

Imagine a white rose

In zion that closed

It circle around you again

Zion is closed

And lion is sold that I loved

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